Once the shatter was placed inside my pen, all I had to do was push the heating button for a few seconds, until I could see vapors coming out of the mouthpiece, and then inhale. Did you ever see that Simpsons episode where Homer sparks a doob and his eyes immediately change pattern as he’s sent to a magical, yet strange, place? …that was me, instantly.
The taste was like nothing I’d ever experienced. It felt like I was smoking the purest form of cannabis I’d ever had. Likely because it probably was. The high hit me immediately, but it wasn’t the normal high I was used, it was an intense full body high that seemed to last for hours.
It was a Tuesday afternoon but I felt like it should have been New Year’s Eve …I was gone. I was fully conscious and aware of what was happening at the time, but looking back, I don’t recall much. I know I cut the lawn, made dinner, fed the dogs; I know I did this stuff, but I don’t remember doing it at all.
I partied like a rockstar until it was time for dinner, which was the most difficult part of the night. Not difficult in the sense that I couldn’t function or anything, it was just hard because my brother and his new girlfriend came over, for a meal I invited them to weeks ago. We did eat food though; that’s how I know I definitely made dinner …or maybe they just ordered a pizza. I don’t even know anymore.